the years when i was in heaven

Even if someone stuffed ice cubes into Mingli's neck now, his brain would not be able to respond.He stood there with sticky cold sweat in his hands, at a loss.

Qiu Hai came in menacingly. He was already older than Mingli, and had experienced more ups and downs.

The captain at this moment looks like a lamb about to be slaughtered by the co-pilot.

Qiu Hai said, "Your."

Mingli looked down, it was the flight information just now.Qiu Hai didn't give it to him after signing it, and he also forgot to take it back.

"Thank you." Mingli folded the documents and put them in the pocket of the sweater.

Passers-by wrapped in cotton-padded clothes looked at them curiously and hurried past. The traffic flow from north to south was like schools of fish in the sea.They just stood there facing each other, neither of them saying a word.

The crew returned to the company with a set that had just landed, and the headlights illuminated their profiles.

"I am leaving."

Mingli turned around without hesitating, and suddenly a long sigh came from the wind behind him.

His footsteps paused, but it was only two seconds before he returned to normal.

He walked mechanically, turned a corner and suddenly ran wildly. The road ahead was bright and dark, and he didn't even look at it.

He didn't know where he ran, but a wall blocked his way.Ming Li squatted down along the base of the wall, buried his head deeply in the crook of his arms, and big drops of tears fell silently at his feet.

He wept silently, far more broken than his exhausted roar.

The security guard on duty in the parking lot saw a man walking up from the underground parking lot, his eyes were swollen into two walnuts, and he was so frightened that he locked the small glass window.

"Hello, I want to ask how long the Porsche in the 089 parking space has been parked."

"Little thief, what are you doing?" The uncle spoke a southern dialect, "Is it your parking space?"

Mingli forced a smile.

Maybe his appearance is too scary at night. The uncle clutched his electric heater and tapped on the keyboard, "I can only check the monitoring for you. Oh, this car has been parked here for more than a year. What is this?" How can the car be parked here for so long..."

The uncle muttered for a while, and when he turned his head, he was gone.

"I'll be good, to see the hell at night..."

Colleagues in the office were also frightened. They were so frightened that they lost all sleepiness and were stunned.

"Captain, what's wrong with you, is it too cold outside..."

Mingli waved his hand to block his colleague's greetings, and sat in his seat in a daze.

Qiu Hai stopped driving, and he never drove again.

Zhuang Suan's new book signing will be held in a high-end bookstore in the CBD.

When Mingli arrived, the scene had already been set up. A huge web drama poster was hung behind the long table, using two popular traffic actors. He stared at the actor who played the role of "Captain".

Not as good as Qiu Hai.

One after another, readers are seated.Mingli didn't want to be special, so he sat in a corner after entering the arena.

"Excuse me, are you Captain Ming Liming?"

Mingli looked up blankly.

The little girl with neat bangs smiled knowingly, and said, "Mr. Zhuang is putting on makeup, and he said please sit in the first row."

"It's okay, I'll just sit here."

Mingli politely smiled and refused, the little girl blushed and didn't say anything more, she nodded and went on her way.

At ten o'clock in the morning, the signing session officially began.

In Mingli's impression, the book signing session is just like a forum for academic research, full of intelligence and tranquility.The author talks eloquently, and the readers occasionally ask questions.Everyone is like friends who have never met before telling stories around a bonfire.

However, Mingli was still too naive!

The moment Zhuang Suan came out, the scene exploded.

Countless readers flocked, holding up the support cards that they didn't know where to hide before and screaming wildly.There are signs that support the author, and there are also those that support the protagonist of the story.

After the baptism of makeup and hairstyle, Zhuang Su'an became more rounded, standing in the middle of the stage and smiling kindly.He sat down, and the sound of the scene became a little quieter.

"Hello, everyone. I'm the author. I'm pretending to be garlic." Zhuang Su'an grinned with her teeth bared.

"Pretending to be big!!"

"Pretend to love me so much!"

"Look here!"

Mingli: "..."

He was lucky not to sit in the first row.

"Thank you for liking my book, thank you very much!" Zhuang Su'an got up and bowed, and the scene exploded again.

Mingli looked back, he was already sitting very far back, and there was a sea of ​​people behind him at the moment, including the second and third floors.He looked at the people on the stage and smiled gratifiedly. This kid has finally made it through.

The host came to the stage to suppress the atmosphere that was about to get out of control, "As we all know, once Mr. Zhuang's book was serialized, it caused a wave of flying craze on the Internet. A pilot's novel."

Zhuang Su'an took the microphone, "One is because I think everyone will like to watch it."

I don't know which fan in the crowd shouted: "That's right—!"

There was a burst of laughter on and off the stage.

"The second reason is that people generally have a sense of mystery about this industry, and I have a relatively good understanding of this industry. Therefore, I also want to give you some popular science."

The host said: "I read a lot of professional descriptions of work. Have you ever worked as a pilot after graduation?"

Zhuang Suan shook his head, "I'm ashamed to say that I haven't flown, but my college classmates are all pilots, and now some of them are captains of major airlines."

Zhuang Suan's eyes searched the crowd, and saw Mingli raise his eyebrows slightly.

Mingli challenged him.

The host then asked: "At the beginning of your novel, it is stated that it is based on real people and real events, so do you base your plot on someone or something?"

Zhuang Suan pointed into the microphone and said solemnly: "I would like to thank my good buddy, his name is Mingli."

Host: "Mingli? Is he a pilot?"

Mingli under the stage felt a "thump" in his heart, and just about to get up and slip out, he heard Zhuang Suan say: "He is the captain now, he has provided me with a lot of material, and there is another little partner, I can't disclose the details Too much. Mingli! Xiaoming!"

Zhuang Su'an raised his arms and waved towards a corner.

The eyes of everyone in the audience caught that stiff back instantly.

People sit under the stage, and the pot comes from the sky.

Mingli usually wears casual clothes, but today he thought it was an occasion to wear a Burberry brown trench coat, slim-fit jeans and white sneakers.

He is tall, which makes him handsome and free-spirited.

Ming Li turned around with a professional smile, and shot back at Zhuang Su'an.

The scene was silent for three seconds, and it exploded again.

Hao Zhun was sitting on a chair in the office, scrolling boredly on Weibo, and suddenly a hot search popped up: The prototype of the protagonist of the web drama "Flying" was exposed, and he was suspected to be the captain of a certain G airliner.

At the bottom is a picture of Mingli sitting under the stage, looking at the stage with a smile.

The tea was hot to the lips, Hao Zhun put down the teacup, why did this kid start a side business in the entertainment industry when he was grounded?

The assistant broke in, "Manager! We're on fire!"

Hao Zhun's mouth was burned again, he covered his mouth and said vaguely: "What's the matter?"

"Hot search on Weibo!" The assistant said impassionedly: "A group of entertainment journalists has gathered around the entrance of the company."

"Calm down! I'm not here to interview you, why are you so excited!" Hao Zhun had already given up the idea of ​​drinking tea, and the French windows behind his office could just see the entrance of the company.

Dozens of entertainment reporters were seen guarding the door with long guns and cannons, and the security guards were dealing with them.

"Brother, please accommodate me, we will briefly interview Captain Ming, soon."

"Accommodating is not up to me." The security guard's face was covered with the microphones of various entertainment companies, and his eyes were helpless.

On the other side, the company's top management held an emergency meeting to discuss countermeasures.

Mr. Zhao: "Is this Mingli the prototype of novels and web dramas?"

Mr. Li: "Who is the other partner? Also from our company?"

Mr. Wang (female): "I've read the novel, it's really good!"

Other total: "..."

As the popularity continues to rise, G Airlines' official Weibo has also fallen.

Book fans ran to the bottom to leave a message to find out.

I don't know who was the first fan to reply, and the bloggers on Weibo who verified that they were related to G Airlines began to gossip, one after another, their guesses were confirmed.

For example, when someone picks up a bunch of garlic and starts serialization, Ming Li is not the captain, but the prototype of the co-pilot in the original book.

The client, Mingli, has been ordered not to go to work in the company and stay at home.Zhuang Su'an is now in the rising period of his career, and he doesn't have time to visit, so he can only call to express his condolences.

Ming Li lay on the sofa and checked Weibo, unable to tell what mood he was in.

He has no plans to develop in other fields. The most fortunate thing is that good people are rewarded, and he is usually friendly to others. Otherwise, a little bit of negative news will be magnified and he will be drowned in the saliva of netizens.

Fly my life: a blood book to ask the prototype of another protagonist.

There is a "same question" below.

In the past few days, the hot search for "all people looking for the captain of the sea" has remained high, and the people in the company don't know who it is.

Mingli thought to himself, the prototype of "Captain Sea" is already obvious.

"Sea".

Qiu Hai.

After swiping for a while, Mingli received a call from Hao Zhun.

Hao Zhun said officially: "The company studied a set of reasonable and perfect plans overnight."

Mingli: "...you tell me."

It's been a week since your "overnight".

Hao Zhun: "You continue to stop."

Mingli: "..."

Hao Zhun: "As compensation for making mistakes, you represent the company to attend the web drama press conference."

Mingli: "...huh?"

The plan unanimously approved by the senior leaders is to keep the heat of the incident fermenting, so as to achieve the purpose of promoting the company.They have communicated with the producer of the web drama, and the other party is very willing to cooperate. After all, the promotion is mutual.

As soon as the leader's table was tapped, the matter was settled, and Mingli couldn't help but say no.

"In order to increase the effect, we even found you a little partner." Hao Zhun said happily.

"Who?"

"Chou Hai."

"..."

You really don’t know, or you’re just pretending to be stupid!

Mingli stood up from the sofa, "Why him?"

"Qiu Hai is the face of the co-pilot."

"Brother Hao, you can't do things like this." The corners of Mingli's mouth twitched, "The co-pilot is looking for a face, why should the captain find someone who made a mistake?"

"No way." Hao Zhun's voice could not hear any "no way", he said: "Who made you the party, and you are the most free among the captains."

Mingli: "..."

"I told Qiu Hai the details, and he will contact you." Hao Zhun finally fulfilled his wish and took a sip of tea that didn't burn his mouth.

Mingli: "!!!"

The "exclamation mark" above his head did not subside, and there was a knock on the door.